He has red hair, not natural Irish red, but dyed fire engine red hair that might have looked ridiculous on a normal man. Nothing looks stupid on a man...of six and half feet who weighs nearly three hundred pounds. Particularly not when he’s glaring at you, he could have dyed his hair pink and worn a pink polka dot sundress and I still would have kept a straight face. ‘Sup man?’ I ask trying to keep my voice steady. My body already flushing with that intoxicating rush of chemicals needed to burst. I only fucked her a short time. I couldn't keep it up long without cumming in her and I didn't want to over work this tiny ass too much. So, I pulled out of her rectum watching her anal hole close right up. I told Kathie to turn around. I wiped off the KY jelly that was still on my cock and tried to clean it up as best I could. It was time for an oral lesson."I want you take my cock in your mouth, Kathie" "I want you to suck me, okay?" "When I cum, it's okay to swallow it. I want you to see. Just then, Eva sprung off of the bed and squatted behind her mom’s back, grabbing the older woman’s arms, pinning them to her sides.“Make her taste it, Painter Man,” Eva said. “She wants it so bad. You can see she wants it.”Caught up in the moment, I pushed the head of my cock between Marla’s teeth, but it wouldn’t fit. John took note, opening the teacher’s jaw wider, until I could just barely fit my bulbous helmet past Marla’s teeth, which scraped it painfully. Her teeth, eyes and furrowed. "Yes," I said staring back at my drink. "Can I join you?" he said as he stepped towards the seat next to me. "Sure," I said with a smile. I wanted to see what pick up line he would use. Or what tactic he would try to get me to get into bed with him. The man sat on the chair. It didn't take him long to use every tactic known to convince me that he was the man, not just a man but 'the man.' I laughed at his silly jokes and his sexual prowess. "You know what," I said turning to him. "Let's go.".